The folks at J. Crew think we can, but this seems like a bit too much fraternization for anyone’s good. Frankly, we suspect he’s already kicked her to the curb. So clingy!
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At least they got the sexes right.
So J. Crew is using paparazzi shots of Tom Brady in its advertising campaign now? Cheap, very cheap.
Unlike their mechanically-aged clothing, I might add.
Funny Woosta.
I will take the cute chick over that loser any day.
they could have at least gotten it right and given the guy a couple of gold chains and a yanks windbreaker ;)
Where is baby Joba Mariano Jeter-Trisk?
Don’t forget the gold pinky ring, the gold cross, the gold chain bracelet, Ric.
How perfect is that pic though?
Obviously the Sox need the Yankees much more than Yankees need the Sox. Indeed, the fellow could be strolling by himself and he’d be just as happy. The converse?
She’d be clinging to the Blue Jays.
we suspect he’s already kicked her to the curb
YF revealing his earlier dating habits through a blog post. We’re not surprised it took him years to finally bag a beautiful woman with that attitude. Disclosure: he landed a lovely Bostonian, so at least he learned.
Doesn’t he realize facial hair is a big no-no in the bor– I man, businesslike Yankee clubhouse?
The real funny thing here is you might actually see her at Fenway. But if that guy showed up to Yankee Stadium, he’d get pummeled on principle.
I need to get to Fenway more often
But if that guy showed up to Yankee Stadium, he’d get pummeled on principle
Ha, so true. That guy would get pummeled in about every neighborhood outside Billyburg, frankly. A cardigan? Seriously?!
“the cute chick over that loser any day.”
She’s a red sox fan – naturally she has a thing for losers! :)
One of the only positive side affects of the 2004 Red Sox fan surge is that there are a ton of cute chicks at Red Sox games now, being such a big college town and all.
Pre-2004 is was only Tricia from Southie.
She’s a red sox fan – naturally she has a thing for losers! :)
Snap!
it’s true. plenty of beautiful broads at fenway lately.
it’s a shame most of them don’t know the first thing about baseball.
it’s a shame most of them don’t know the first thing about baseball.
Neither do the guys, YFiB. At most stadia. Don’t single out Fenway.
It’s okay YFIB, that’s what us gentlefolks are there for–to teach them. And get their phone numbers in the process.
it was a joke. i used the word “broads” for the love of god.
i know better than to say those things seriously.
That kind of goes back to that old question, do you really want a girl that’s a serious sports fan?
Be careful what you wish for.
My ex-girlfriend was a die-hard Sox fan from her days at school in Boston. We met at a Red Sox-Orioles game in June, 2004. She knew more than I did, and I’m not ashamed to admit I felt threatened by it.
Needless to say it didn’t work out, but we had the closest thing to a “honeymoon” that October. I’ve never seen a woman more turned-on by a David Ortiz walk-off.
“Ha, so true. That guy would get pummeled in about every neighborhood outside Billyburg, frankly. A cardigan? Seriously?!”
As a Williamsburg resident, I’d like to stand up for my community by saying those outfits are a little tame for Billsville standards. No mesh hat? No tiny running shorts? No homemade yarn shawl?
These kids seem more like Park Slope’s speed. And I doubt either one of them has heard of Baseball, except as a backdrop to a John Updike novel.
here’s a williamsburg-centric, hipster trashing youtube clip i spotted yesterday.
i thought it was pretty funny.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=kAO4EVMlpwM
“Where is baby Joba Mariano Jeter-Trisk?”
He’s not in this photo, duh! I could never marry a Sox fan, the woman in the photo is my mistress.
Oh man, I could only get a minute into that video; it’s like I’m walking home already!
On a more Baseball related note: When I first moved here a couple years ago, I wanted to watch something that was on ESPN but I don’t have cable at home. I had to visit like 6 different bars before I found a place near my house that would put something Baseball-related on.
It was sort of mind-blowing to me, moving from Boston to someplace that didn’t seem to be aware of Baseball. I know Williamsburg is a little different but I still found that to be weird. Every bar in Allston (Boston’s hipster-haven) has the Sox on.
how come her hat’s not pink?
The more I look at this couple the more annoying I find them.
“It was sort of mind-blowing to me, moving from Boston to someplace that didn’t seem to be aware of Baseball.”
yeah. i love that this city is so obsessed with baseball, even in its own misguided way…
the missus and i just bought a place here. we’re sticking around for a long time, and that was a big factor for me. (that and the fact that i’m still finishing up school here… but mostly the fact that it is a great baseball town.)
This is the only town where you don’t have to ask for the game audio to be put on in a bar instead of music.
The cardigan isn’t as big a problem as the plaid thing he’s got going on tucked in (!) beneath it. Also, how did he lose all those fingers?
As for her? I think she needs a few hours with Stacy London. And then a lobotomy.
I’m not ashamed to admit I felt threatened by it.
So true. I enjoy explaining the finer points of baseball to my wife. I’m not sure it would be as enjoyable watching the game if she was telling me how she’d rather Big Papi hit for less average with greater power. That’s my turf, dang it!
“Also, how did he lose all those fingers?”
Lemon zester accident.
My wife prays for the season to end so she can get the TV back, get her husband back in a less moddy frame of mind, and stop humoring one sided conversations about just how exciting the Joba Chamberlain story really is.
Definitely Paul. My girlfriend refuses to watch most Sox games with me (I get somewhat unruly), but she has told me to let her know ahead of time when there’s a good pitching matchup (Beckett vs Rocket on Wednesday!). She enjoys a pitcher’s duel, and likes me to explain to her small aspects of each pitcher’s repitoire.
i hear you, IH-YF. my wife actually sneaked a book to fenway for a yankees/sox game.
…and was reading it while the game went into extra innings.
she has since been forbidden to return, despite several half-hearted pleas and lukewarm apologies.
HAHAHA Ironhorse, I know that feeling. A typical conversation for me:
Me: “We outscored the White Sox 47-6 during this series!”
Girlfriend: “Cool”
Me: “It’s good because now we have a large amount of momentum built-up going into the Yankee series”
Girlfriend: “Uh huh”
Me: “And Wakefield is tied for the league-lead in wins! It’s unbelievable”
Girlfriend: “I’m sure it is”
Me: “You don’t care at all about any of this, do you?”
Girlfriend: “Nope.”
When Schilling was pitching his no-hitter against Oakland I was at Lowes buying paint with her, when my friend called me to give me the play-by-play of the bottom of the 9th. At first she was annoyed that I was interrupting our outing to talk about baseball, but once she heard that it was a no-hitter she got excited and asked me to put my friend on speakerphone. When Chavez got a single I ended up grabbing-and-throwing a nearby can of red #21 paint on the ground, which exploded everywhere. Damages were paid for.
The best part? She was equally upset about the no-hitter being broken up. We were screaming and yelling in the Lowes and everyone was staring at us, and it was great. One of those special moments in a relationship.
My wife’s least favorite – which makes it her most favorite to relate to others with incredulity – is how I can come home from a game and skim through the DVR-recording to catch the exciting plays and the post-game interviews. “You were just there, weren’t you?!?!!?”.
And don’t even go into my watching of Yankee Classics (“Is this the one where Jeter flies into the stands…****AGAIN****)
“Yes dear”.
When I’ve had a bad day at work–or when I’m in a generally bad mood–I’ll rewatch the 2004 ALCS, games 4-7. She’ll come over and let herself into my apartment and I’ll be cooking dinner while watching the games. She’s shocked every time. “I hate to spoil it sweetie, but the Red Sox win! Can we please watch Scrubs now?”
I’m slowly converting her, though. And when we have kids… oh boy will she be outnumbered. My kids are going to live and die depending on the morning boxscores someday.
YFiB…yes! Clearly reading a book in extra innings (especially Yanks vs. Sox!)puts at least a 2-year moratorium on visits to games.
My fiancee (I keep having to backspace over “girlfriend”) was sort of a lukewarm Yankees fan when I met her two years ago (she was a resident of NYC in 2001, and the World Series home games were important to her given the recent tragedy, etc.), and she’s now a slightly warmer Red Sox fan (tickets at Fenway she bought for my birthday last year ended up being for an Ortiz walk-off against the Rangers). Basically for my benefit, her allegiance has changed, though she has never been a crazy fan like any of us on this site, so it’s not like I converted a fanatic or anything.
She does not understand when I get despondent for hours after Gagne blows a lead after the Sox stage a 4-run, 8th inning rally, but she deals very nicely with it on the whole.
PS That Yankees dude in the J. Crew picture looks like a tool…but then so does the Red Sox chick.
YFiB…yes! Clearly reading a book in extra innings (especially Yanks vs. Sox!)puts at least a 2-year moratorium on visits to games.
My fiancee (I keep having to backspace over “girlfriend”) was sort of a lukewarm Yankees fan when I met her two years ago (she was a resident of NYC in 2001, and the World Series home games were important to her given the recent tragedy, etc.), and she’s now a slightly warmer Red Sox fan (tickets at Fenway she bought for my birthday last year ended up being for an Ortiz walk-off against the Rangers). Basically for my benefit, her allegiance has changed, though she has never been a crazy fan like any of us on this site, so it’s not like I converted a fanatic or anything.
She does not understand when I get despondent for hours after Gagne blows a lead after the Sox stage a 4-run, 8th inning rally, but she deals very nicely with it on the whole.
PS That Yankees dude in the J. Crew picture looks like a tool…but then so does the Red Sox chick.
Sorry for the double post.
My wife likes baseball and likes the Sox. She’s just not as passionate. She goes to the games with me, and keeps score with me. She’ll watch the big games on TV with me, and she was there when the Sox won it all. So I like to think I have the best of both worlds…
I have sort of the same thing Paul, it’s great.
I’m actually meeting with a diamond broker after work today.
it has been a 4-year ban so far.
maybe next season.
(probably not.)
best of luck, lockland sf.
Wait, what? Are you about to get engaged, Lockland?
Uh oh, Lockland is makin it official. How long you two been dating?
ill never convert my fiance.. some girls would just rather watch the hills or bridezilla and all thatcrap she likes. im content to watch the game alone or with friends. she understands that pink sox paraphernilia is forbidden of course.
Atheose, your dialogue, which I didn’t see before posting, is so reminiscent of baseball season chatter in my house. Luckily, my wife’s family (including grandmother) is more diehard YFs than any family I know so she is used to putting up with it.
True story I swear to God: My wife’s grandmother had a fainting spell earlier this summer and came to in an ambulance. When asked how long she’d been out and what she last remembered she said “It was the 4th inning and Jeter was up”. I love it.
Am keeping the family fanatacism alive with daughter – already doing Mo impersonations at 10 months (sorry for the home video…):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0d3eUCAC9vU (need volume turned up)
Ironhorse, that’s your daughter? She’s cute!
Also, is that a baby version of Enter Sandman I hear in the background?
i will be smiling for the remainder of the afternoon.
perhaps longer.
fanttastic.
3 1/2 years, need to pull the trigger.
Thank Atheose – and yes, it is Enter Sandman for infants – it’s on a CD that some friends got me as a lark called “Full Metal Diaper” for babies. It happens to be one of her favorites – includes Rock Me Like a Hurricane, Crazy Train, and other classics, though as soon as I saw Enter Sandman and put it together in my mind with the yankee outfit I had just bought a week earlier for her, it was clear what had to be done…
Of course, if she ever heard the real Enter Sandman I think she might be scarred for life – not exactly lullaby music
I absiolutely need to get that CD whenever I have kids. How incredibly awesome.
thats the funniest version of enter sandman ive ever heard…it sounds like creepy circus music.
i stretched things out for 7 years before i popped the question. i lucked out. she’s extremely patient.
Full Metal Diaper? Wow. I’m with Paul on this one–that’s a must-buy when I have a little one running around.
Well, heading in to the mid-30s, I’m told ladies start to get real impatient.
hey. if she’s a keeper, you’d better get her locked into a legal, binding contract. don’t let her get away.
it was the smartest thing i ever did.
Wow, seven years. We had a total of two years dating/engaged time before we got married. About 2.5 years from when we first met.
College does tend to accelerate these things, though…
Good luck Lockland – sounds like a huge step about to be taken – very exciting.
Yeah, congrats in advance, Lockland. Very cool.
Good luck, Lockland! Are you nervous? Are you and she the same age?
” Also, how did he lose all those fingers?”
He wore that outfit in the bleachers at the stadium, maybe?
“He wore that outfit in the bleachers at the stadium, maybe? ”
and why’s he wearing a raincoat? it doesnt appear to be rainy weather…
It’s not for rain – he has a sawed off shotgun in that thing – they’re about to rob a conveniece store.
it isn’t a raincoat, but a “tearcoat”. it is designed to protect him from the tears caused by yankee domination.
(it is obviously the 2008 model.)
“and why’s he wearing a raincoat?”
He says:
I’m hip. I’m no square.
I’m alert, I’m awake, I’m aware.
I am always on the scene.
Makin’ the rounds, diggin’ the sounds
read People Magazine.
‘Cuz I’m hip.
Like, dig! I’m in step.
When it was hip to be hep, I was hep.
I don’t blow but I’m a fan.
Look at me swing. Ring a ding ding.
I even call my girlfriend “man,”
‘cuz I’m hip…
and so on…
A clever song; it was, sadly, forever tarnished by Bette Midler and Barry Manilow (!) versions.
Note to Dave Frishberg: Just say NO
Thanks guys, shit, I’m nervous just to meet with the diamond dealer. Why can’t granite be the stone of choice for these things?
Yes, we are the same age.
To those unfamiliar with the jazz vernacular, “blow” means: to play an instrument…
lockland- i bought one this time last year so let me know if you have any questions.
Good luck, Lockland!
Lockland, CZ buddy CZ, she’ll never know the difference!
Seriously though best of luck, that’s great news.
lockland’s getting engaged?…damn, i guess that just proves there’s someone for everyone…she must not read this site…then she’d know the real lockland…
;)
Congrats! =)
Guess I’m in the minority here, but I converted my husband. Before I met him he wouldn’t have known the difference between a Pop Tart and a pop fly, and now he understands VORP. He still thinks I get too emotional about the Sox, which is probably true, but every once in a while I catch him sulking about a blown save… and he was seriously pissed to find out that his first week of school (he teaches HS physics) coincided with a series against the Yankees. :)
That Yankee fan looks like he is having fun fumbling with uh … something in his pocket.
Ha! Love the Dave Frishberg reference. Van Lingle Mungo is one of my all time favorite baseball songs!
Ha! Love the Dave Frishberg reference. Van Lingle Mungo is one of my all time favorite baseball songs!
Ha! Love the Dave Frishberg reference. Van Lingle Mungo is one of my all time favorite baseball songs!
Ha! Love the Dave Frishberg reference. Van Lingle Mungo is one of my all time favorite baseball songs!
so sorry about the multi posts!
“These kids seem more like Park Slope’s speed. And I doubt either one of them has heard of Baseball, except as a backdrop to a John Updike novel.”
The only way these two could be Park Slopers is if they were 42 and 53 years old, pushing a $2500 stroller filled with fertility drug assisted triplets.
This conversation is incredibly depressing… I guess I should pretend not to understand the game and ask my man to explain it to me, lest he feel threatened by my knowledge of the infield fly rule? Fun.